Naked Congress by Amy Shimshon-Santo
I want to make congress naked, I will
confiscate their underwear, microphones
slick black shoes, leather belts, dry
cleaned slacks, synthetic socks, gold-
buttoned blazers their covering and
concealing fascist inclinations dangling
on hangars, klan hoods bundled in
the trunks of the car. I demand
this office oval and both houses stop
speaking in microphones to the public unless
they disrobe. naked truth. no more lies
they can wear clothes at home if they want
keep their masculinity and lemon candy
favorite playbooks and scorecards
give me all their clothes so I can
make a bonfire.
no more sedated hand clapping
to the sound of their tin voices
no more standing up and sitting down before
the flag, no more lying to the multitudes,
congress shouldn't be an outhouse
the constitution flattened parchment
fiber grown in fields, plucked
and seeded by people who don’t
dress in fantasy. no more fantasyland
for you, senators. none. I don’t want
to be saved, mansplained, told,
or decided for, misrepresented
by the screensaver light of their own
self-interested tiny groomed white
heads behind desks and pews.
I’m tired of their fictional universe
pointing star struck at them selves
McConnell’s nipples, that’s all
I want to see them jiggling while he talks.
Trump's protuberance of a pork belly,
resting on his microphallus as he lifts
his right hand and faces the TV cameras.
no more sound-bytes, fact checking or quotations — just skin, caucasian chalk
their assholes and knees lined up behind see-
through podiums and desks.
Come out, come
out, as they really are — come out with their hoods
between their legs.
No new rules rewritten
all over our bodies that, apparently,
have no right to choose no more
cover-ups concealing our actual origins
a woman’s womb, her breasts, our bodies
without a say. Patriarchy echoes through their
chamber, a multitude of white
men with 16 inch folded collars. End this
escapade, no more excuses. end
their platform, influence and birther lies. I want
a rebirth of truth
Amy Shimshon-Santo is a writer, educator, and catalyst who believes the arts and culture are powerful tools for personal and social transformation. Her interdisciplinary work bridges the arts, urban planning, and education.